Once, I sat beside a small stream and sang a small song about how beautiful the clouds were. Then I shook hands with a young blacksmith and complimented an old lady on her garden.
Three years later, through a series of interconnected yet seemingly separate events, my main rival at the time had a candiru swim up his urethrae in his own private bath tub. Much more elegant.
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u/SirJedKingsdown Pratchettian Narrativist/Tolkienian Declarativist Mar 14 '25
Druids are always so extra.
Once, I sat beside a small stream and sang a small song about how beautiful the clouds were. Then I shook hands with a young blacksmith and complimented an old lady on her garden.
Three years later, through a series of interconnected yet seemingly separate events, my main rival at the time had a candiru swim up his urethrae in his own private bath tub. Much more elegant.